"You sure know a lot of things …" Clipper looked at Feng Bujue with a meaningful gaze. "Mr. Clown."
Brother Jue tilted his head and shrugged. "Stop wasting time, Professor. Start it up …" He gave a look at the circular control panel about ten meters away. "… Let us see … the real 'faith' that is buried deep inside Gotham."
"Hey! Brother Jue! "At that moment, Xiao Tan's shout came from behind.
The group turned back to look and saw Xiao Tan and Xiao Ling running toward them.
"Wow, what a coincidence," Feng Bujue grumbled. "Are you guys okay?"
"Sigh … It's a long story …" Xiao Ling sighed and glanced at Xiao Tan. "In any case, the image of Two-Face has been created quite successfully."
"To avoid being tracked, we parked the airship that we stole further away and walked over. That's why we're slightly later than the agreed time," Xiao Tan explained.
Since the cave blocked all electronic signals, they were unable to use the communicator to communicate with their teammates, so Xiao Tan gave them a brief explanation of the situation.
"Can I start now?" Clipper had been working on the control panel for a while and successfully turned on the power of the device.
"After you, Professor." Then he turned around to tell Joey, who was behind him, "Joey, what I'm about to say next is very important. You have to memorize every single word of it in your heart."
"Huh? Okay … "Joey had no idea what the man was talking about but he answered anyway.
Before he finished speaking, Dr. Kleiber pressed a button on the console. At the same time, a video appeared on the main computer screen in front of everyone.
An avatar appeared on the screen. It was a middle-aged man with a handsome face. Between his brows, there was a presence that said he had been through a lot and was fearless.
"No matter who you are, no matter what era you're in, I just want you to know …" he said in a low and magnetic voice, "… I plan to seal this cave forever." He paused. "But since you've seen this video, I believe … you've successfully found my home." His deep gaze trembled slightly. "Forgive me for having to give such a long speech before I can officially start what I want to say …"
At this point, the man took a few steps back. Then, his upper body was fully displayed in the camera — he was wearing a Batsuit.
"Bruce Wayne!" Joey and Maya gasped at the same time.
"Shh …" Feng Bujue quickly whispered, "Keep listening."
On the screen, Bruce Wayne had already picked up his cape and stared at it for two seconds. Then he said again, "The oppressed and the despairing must be protected. I've done my best …" As he said that, he put on the cape. "… No matter who inherits this cape, I hope he can continue to work hard for it. Avoid meaningless revenge, endless violence, and the so-called false reputation of a legend … Fight for the truth. " There was a sense of determination in his tone, as well as a feeling of facing death with equanimity. "I … am about to face the final battle. These might be my last words. He's coming … I can hear his footsteps. "As he said that, he put on the Batmask." I know … The Joker is just outside the door! "
Bruce Wayne's statement ended there. After saying that, he shook off his cape and turned away from the camera. The video was cut off.
Other than Dr. Kliber and Feng Bujue (the two of them had already seen the video, but one had seen it in real life and the other had seen it in the comic), the other five people present had rather complicated expressions.
"After that … what happened?" Joey was the first to ask. "Did Batman die?"
"Yes," Kliber said. "He and the Joker died together." He raised his hand and pointed to the side. "Do you see that wax figure of the Joker? That's the specimen I made from the corpse of the real Joker. "
Hearing that, everyone turned their heads to look. In the direction that the doctor was pointing, there was indeed a wax figure of the Joker. The specimen looked quite realistic. From the NPC's point of view, it was almost identical to Brother Jue (The Joker).
"I made him step forward and bend over to hold a gun. That's quite interesting, isn't it?" Kliber laughed.
"What about Bruce Wayne?" Joey continued to ask. "Did you make a specimen too?" As he said that, he had already turned his gaze to the four or five specimens of Batman.
"Haha … Unfortunately, I didn't manage to keep his body," Kliber said. "Bruce Wayne's death was much more tragic than this Joker's. According to my analysis of the scene … it wasn't a fair fight at all because Mr. Wayne didn't seem to have any intention of killing the Joker, but the Joker did everything he could to kill him."
"Batman doesn't kill people." Feng Bujue continued. "This is one of the principles set by Bruce Wayne. If he can't abide by this principle, then he can't be considered the true successor of the cape." Brother Jue seemed to be explaining to everyone, but in fact, he was explaining it to Joey.
"Then … what happened after that?" Joey asked Kliber again.
"War," Kliber replied. "Chaos." He lit another cigarette and continued, "A few Robins … I mean the real Robins, and some other heroes, stood up. They started a war with the supervillains, and the result was the destruction of half of Gotham … "He shook his head." This war lasted for many years until one person stood out. He was Bruce Wayne's direct descendant, and he is today's The Bruce … "
The professor blew out a puff of smoke. "Fufu … You think he was a tyrant? Fine, he was indeed a tyrant, but he did what the 'heroes' couldn't. He won the war … "Kliber coughed drily twice." He killed all the supervillains in the city and their descendants … "He paused." Other than you, Mr. Collins. Haha … I believe my master wanted to leave behind a challenger for himself … Who knows? "
"What did you say?" Joey had been an orphan since he was young. This was the first time he had heard about his background, and his face paled.
"He was telling the truth. You are the descendant of the Joker," Feng Bujue said. "Isn't it ironic? When the descendant of the bat became a dictator, the freedom fighters that stood out to resist him were the descendants of the Joker. "
"I … am the descendant of the Joker …" Joey's heart was filled with complicated emotions as he mumbled to himself.
Maya raised her hand to touch his shoulder, trying to calm him down. That was the only thing she could do.
"But in the end … the era of the tyrant should be over," Kliber continued. "The law of history is right before our eyes … When the conflict accumulates to a certain level, a revolution is needed. He sneered. "At this stage, I think … overthrowing that old tyrant would be a good start."
"Do you also want to overthrow The Bruce's rule?" Joey calmed down a little and asked immediately.
"Hahaha … That's obvious." Kliber laughed. "In fact, I've already made preparations. If it weren't for your appearance, I think … I would have prepared for another year and waited until next year's ceremony to try again." He smiled. "But now that things have come to this, I'll bring forward the plan."
After saying that, Kliber stubbed out his cigarette, pounced on the console, and quickly did a series of operations.
As his hands worked, the power supply for all the equipment in the bat cave that had been hidden or dusty was restored one by one. Amidst the rumbling of the motor, the lights in the entire cave suddenly lit up.
"This is …" Joey's eyes widened as he looked forward. In a corner twenty meters away, a row of transparent storage bins appeared. Inside were various pieces of equipment worn by Batman from various eras. "Batman's equipment?"
"It's the equipment used by the real 'Batman,'" Kliber corrected. "These should've been designed by Bruce Wayne …" He paused for two seconds before saying, "Even from the perspective of the present, it's not outdated. Of course … it's still quite difficult to compete with the combat armor on The _ Bruce. "
"Pick one and put it on, Joey," Feng Bujue said.
"What? Me? "Joey turned to look at Brother Jue." What do you mean … I'm the Joker's descendant … "
"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue interrupted him. "You've already heard Bruce's recording. No matter who it is … as long as you're willing to bear his beliefs, you can inherit his cape." He said solemnly, "Joey Collins, now you know who you are, what you should do, and … who will help you." He glanced at Maya. "You don't have to hesitate anymore … Shoulder the mission and do what you have to do."
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